It turned out that experiencing things in reality wasn't exactly the same as possessing someone else or experiencing them in the Dream World...
Half an hour later, Amamiya Natsuki set his book aside for the time being and called it quits on studying.
There was no helping it. Haruno hadn't been a player for long. Although she'd changed classes to become a Succubus, her physical abilities hadn't improved much yet. Simply put, she was too weak to make studying enjoyable.
After letting out a long breath, Amamiya Natsuki looked down at Haruno. Her skin was flushed all over, beads of sweat covered her, and she could only pant heavily, her eyes unfocused. He shook his head and sighed.
"I thought Elder Sister Haruno was amazing, but it turns out you're all looks and no stamina."
"That's, that's so mean..." Haruno sniffled pitifully, as if she'd suffered some terrible injustice. Her eyes were misty as she stammered, "I-I only came over to bring you breakfast, and Little Natsuki did this to me... You even went after your girlfriend's older sister. That's so mean!"
Bring breakfast?
Put your hand on your heart and ask yourself honestly: did you really want to bring breakfast, or were you looking for trouble?
"Give it up, Little Natsuki..." Haruno managed to roll over and hugged the blanket tightly, stammering, "E-even if you use even more outrageous methods to train me, and cover me in tally marks... I-I still won't agree to let you have a Sister Rice Bowl..."
Hey, hey, he hadn't even said he wanted a Sister Rice Bowl. Don't make things up!
"Unless, unless Little Natsuki forces me to wear a pet collar so I can't control my own body..."
Was she just pointing out the obvious solution?
Amamiya Natsuki shrugged.
"A collar won't